"...thank you for thinking I'm something more than a dick and a cocksucker. I know nobody else does and I don't blame them. Still. Thank you. It's nice." Hartley sorted out his own pants and sat up, looking at him and realising that when Cisco left him alone in here, he might very well start crying. But he supposed that was just part of it all, so the hell with it. Might as well.
"I like you, Cisquito. You annoy me and I was very upset with you the other day, but I get it a bit more now. I... You should be yourself, you know? Not every guy out there is your boss."
"I know. I don't know, man. I don't think I'm feeling dating right now." Mostly because he felt like he almost had something awesome and fucked it up by making one joke about one favour. Perfect. Cisco Ramon, eternally fucking up his life all the damn time. "You're a good guy Hartley, you can find someone too. Just relax more around people, makes you cute as fuck."
With a sad smile, he opened the door and sighed. "This was fun." And depressing as hell now. He didn't look back as he walked out, pushing the door too. He didn't want to think about how hard this was.
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"I like you, Cisquito. You annoy me and I was very upset with you the other day, but I get it a bit more now. I... You should be yourself, you know? Not every guy out there is your boss."
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With a sad smile, he opened the door and sighed. "This was fun." And depressing as hell now. He didn't look back as he walked out, pushing the door too. He didn't want to think about how hard this was.